Glister by John Burnside

Leonard, who tells us this story, is fourteen-and-three-quarters, bright, street-wise and cynical. He is also a voracious reader, starved for writing which is not, as he puts it, "crap, romances and thrillers and cowboy stuff." or "folkloric hemstitching or whatever".

Leonard, who tells us this story, is fourteen-and-three-quarters, bright, street-wise and cynical. He is also a voracious reader, starved for writing which is not, as he puts it, "crap, romances and thrillers and cowboy stuff." or "folkloric hemstitching or whatever".